A screenshot of the world
After the event of my death
These are moving pictures
For accuracy sake, reels
Though in that final moment
Everything seems so surreal
These aftermaths are unreal
The sun didn't stop shining
Disrespectfully spinning
The birds didn't take up a dirge
Nor the waves quiet mourning
It was a tree falling, soundless
In a world going about it's business
Such a perfect picture it was
A screenshot of the world
After the event of my death
~RC
